As the race draws near, I've noticed a repeated pattern of "going dark" which basically means that my blogging slows, my thoughts become private and I sort-of get writers block.

There are a ton of thoughts in my head and the beginnings of numerous blog entries but when I sit to compile them for publication, I lose my thoughts and the entry goes into the drafts folder to never see the light of day.



I appear to be my most creative when I'm running.  I compose paragraphs upon paragraphs in my head and I pray that something shiny doesn't distract me so that I don't lose those words.

I had an 8 mile run this morning and like most of my recent runs, it was effortless to hit the prescribed effort.  I started thinking about race day and how I'm looking forward to running the marathon.  I feel like my running is really strong this year and I'm anxious to see how that translates into time.

With the thought of time, I started doing mental math and coming up with what-if scenarios for my overall time.  And as quickly as that thought popped into my head, I grabbed it and moved it into a separate compartment titled "what-if nonsense that clouds my training".

I had a similar situation earlier this morning when I hopped on the scale for my Friday weigh-in.  Before I get to how much I weighed, let me preface this by saying that I've been tweaking my diet lately because I feel like I'm going into my workouts with less than the amount of calories necessary to complete them successfully.  In order to combat this situation, I've increased my caloric intake slightly and I'm also front loading some calories prior to the start of my workout.

Taking this into consideration, I expected to weigh heavier than I did last week.  And I did.  But I only weighed .2 pounds heavier and my workouts for the week were FANTASTIC which means that little bit of tweaking worked.  That said, when I saw that I weighed .2 pounds more, the 16 year old girl who lives inside my head shouted "You're FAT!"  As soon as that thought popped into my head, I grabbed it and threw it into a compartment titled "neurotic self-image issues".

I ran for an hour this morning and I spent the majority of the time thinking about how I've managed to get pretty good at compartmentalizing useless thoughts that interfere with my training.  In years past, I would have acted upon either of these situations which could ultimately compromise the end game.  The end game is in a little over two weeks away and my head is securely attached... amazing. :)

And look at that, I managed to write a blog entry.  Double bonus.

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